rescued pit bulls

I was hanging out at the local shelter where I’d been living for MONTHS!!! when my new friends from Adopt-a-Dog in Armonk, New York, saw me and said, “WOAH!” #awsomedogalert

Next thing I know, I’m enrolled in obedience school – where I’m a superstar – and learning great new things called “agility” and “long walks.” #amazing

They were learning about me, too, and found out that when I love, it’s for life, baby! #trueblue

I think I’d like to be an only pet, but I like the ladies, so if you know a mellow girl dog, I’m willing to make an exception! #girlsrule

Sound interesting? You can call 914-273-1674 -or email to find out more or set up a meeting. #easyaspie #pieisalsogood

Can’t get to New York? No worries! Reblog me, and it’s almost as good! #notreally #countingonyouranyway



Karina seems to think the shelter is some kind of spa vacation. This happy, funny, playful gal likes to run all around with a toy in her mouth, then hurtle herself in the grass at your feet and wriggle for belly rubs. She brings with her 100 percent pure unadulterated joy!

She’s active, but knows how to mind her manners – she sits for treats so earnestly it’s like she’s going to explode!

Adopt her, and you’ll know happiness and fun all the rest of your life.

Reblog her, and angels will fly down and sprinkled heavenly dust on you!

Karina is at Athens-Clarke County Animal Control in Athens, Georgia, who can be reached at 706-613-3540.

Now, get out there and get her home!

Work has been super busy these last few days, causing me to get home later than I’d like. However, Zito has been taking it well. Yesterday, I snuck home ‘round 4pm and took Zeet out on a 45 minute walk before heading back to the office. I got home just before 9pm and promptly took McZeeter out on a short walk. We hung out for about an hour on the couch and watched SportCenter with Scott Van Pelt. Then, I got up to brush my teeth and preppedm for bed. On cue, Zeeter got up and laid exactly on my spot of the bed. I turned off the light and squeezed into my spot. Ziti then got up, did a couple circles and plopped his head on my chest. I stroked his ears and petted his head and neck until we both fell asleep. This dog, man. We get each other. He knew I was feeling frazzled with work and my pending move. These past few workdays have been filled with day-to-day business and administrative headaches pertaining to my paid move. Ziti-Peaty key’d on it and gave me the comfort I needed last night which allowed me to promptly fall asleep in preparation for an early gym visit this morning. I am not looking forward to the weeks we will be apart in Chicago, while he waits at my parents house, as I search for a place for us to live in.

Dear Future Wife,

You might not realize it at first, but I can be incredibly sappy. I cry whenever I watch videos where dogs have been rescued. I have a soft spot for rescue Pit Bulls, given that I was raised around them.
Proposal videos make me smile – Justin Baldoni’s is one of my favorites; well-crafted and elaborate, if a little long. Rose and Rosie warrant a mention, too.

If you ask me to marry you, there will be tears. If I propose, you might worry that something’s wrong, because I won’t be able to get through my speech.
I’ll cry at our wedding. I won’t be able to believe how beautiful you look when you walk down the aisle, and that we’ve come so far in our relationship. My wedding squad will need to have tissues on hand.

I’ll probably tear up again when I say my vows, and when you say yours. I hope our wedding photographer is amazing at photoshop, and has some brilliant filters to work with – no one wants wedding photographs of their face glistening with tears, their eyes a lovely shade of red. I’m as vain as I am sappy, and I want to look good in the photos, even if I’ve been tearing up all day.

My speech at our reception won’t be on par with Tom Fletcher’s. I’m much more of a writer than I am a musician.
But I’m going to get teary-eyed. Yes, again (and hopefully, so will everyone else).
No, it won’t be the last time. There will be tears on our first wedding anniversary, during the birth of our children, and, well, pretty much at every milestone we hit.

And that’s okay, because I’m proud of you – of the person you are, of every single aspect that makes up the woman I love: how professional you are at work, how tender, understanding, and loving you are with our children and our pets, and with me, how you never stop working towards self-improvement, how utterly brilliant you are.

I’m proud of us; how much we would have weathered to be there together, standing in front of the people we love the most, telling each other that we’re going to spend the rest of our lives together, what we mean to each other.
A love like ours is one I have wanted and waited for my entire life, and I will be in awe of the fact that it is within my grasp. Finally.